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Hair Color Compliment

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I never gave you guys an update on my hair coloring adventure! I ended up buying a box of Garnier Nutrisse hair color. It was regularly $6.99, on sale for $5.50, and I had a coupon for $3 off a box, making it a grand total of $2.50. Can’t beat that (if it’s good), right???

I chose a color that’s close to my natural (a dark blonde). My thought was that it would help conceal the new growth (no visible growth line), so it would allow me longer between colorings.

Since my last dye job was a bit of a platinum blonde disaster, I left the dye in for the max amount of time that the directions referred to as for use with “stubborn greys.” When everything was said and done, I was a little disappointed. I don’t know whether to blame the boxed dye or my terrible previous dye-job for destroying my hair, but the boxed color didn’t entirely hide the old blonde. It certainly made my hair a few shades darker, but I feel like my old growth line is still visible (at least if you know where it is and are looking for it).

So, I felt pretty “meh” about it.

Then a couple days later I had to take the girls’ to the doctor and while there the nurse complimented me on my hair color!! She said it a couple different times, too “I love your hair color” (and later) “I really love the color of your hair!” It made me feel so much better! I can’t even remember the last time I got a compliment on my hair color (and this coming from someone who has exclusively paid for professional colorings for the past several years).

So it looks like I may give Garnier another try next time I color my hair (probably not for another month or two). Not too shabby, boxed hair dye! Not too shabby!

Do you have a favorite hair dye brand?

It’s Moving Day

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Today is moving day.  So needless to say, I am not in front of my computer.  In fact, my computer is probably already packed up in our van, ready to be taken over after we unload the moving truck.

Here’s how I’m predicting the day is going…written one week in advance.

Last night we loaded the moving truck with everything that was already in the garage along with the remaining furniture from the house aside from our mattresses.

We all showered last night for the last time in our home, taking down the shower curtains after we were finished so they are ready to put up at the new place.

Since we are down to three outfits and we sold our washer and dryer over the weekend, we are on our last clean outfit.  Thank goodness our new apartment has a washer and dryer ready for use, and we can unpack the rest of our clothes later today.

We pack the last remaining items into the truck…mattresses, suitcases and bedding.  Whatever doesn’t fit in the truck can be thrown in the van to be brought over later in the day along with the computers, tvs and other electronics.

Our kitchen was packed this past weekend, and the refrigerator cleaned yesterday so no eating breakfast at home.  So as soon as everyone is up and these tasks done, we head out for an old fashioned, cheap McDonald’s breakfast.

We arrive via moving van at the apartment complex, I do the walk through, hand them some money and get the keys….moving time has begun.

Since we have so little now and it’s been well packed and organized, I anticipate unloading will take no more than 45 minutes.

I will leave the twins here to start putting together our two bed frames and I will, hopefully with a neighbors help, return the moving truck and pick up our van.

I will then return to the apartment, picking up lunch somewhere along the way and we will spend the next couple of hours unpacking and organizing.

I know shelves will need to be hung, etc, but I’m not sure of measurements until we get there, so those things will happen over time.

By 2pm I anticipate us being done, the twins showering and the little ones resting.  Then we will begin the rest of our lives in our new tiny space….twins will head to their competitive robotics teams meeting and little gymnast to his four hour practice.

I will return to our old home to say goodbye, to cry and to store in my heart all the wonderful memories we have made there.  It was a sanctuary as my marriage failed and ended, it is where I found my best and truest friends, it is where I regained my sense of self and learned to stand on my own two feet again, it was where the twins joined our family and became a permanent part of my heart and so, so much more.

I don’t think I’ll be ready to cook dinner tonight either, so that means three meals out today.  To me, this is really unavoidable.  What do you do when you have those days where you just have to make do?